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“Betty dimples in an’ out, like Mar’s dough,” he remarked, joyously, “she’s shore gittin’ better.” A chill as from an ice field swept over Billy. His heart seemed to fall down, down, as far as his shoes. He noticed that things looked darker, and his head felt light and queer. Another fear assailed him; would he, too, collapse, leave the little girls alone with the terror of two senseless boys? Jean, too, crossed the little bridge, climbed the fence, mounted her wheel, and rolled off down the dusty road..
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“Come with me, Billy; I must wash up. I’ve had a dusty drive up Spring Mountain; you know the roads aren’t watered up there.” “Oh, Mosey, she un’erstan’s everything, she’s jist wonderful.” Betty’s voice was positive. “I mix up words that way sometimes, too,” the child excused. “But the Lord hed his eye on Joner an’ put an orful wind on the sea.”.
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